Today we got an early start for Hell’s Canyon. We were going down the road when Denny thought he saw a Oregon trail site so we turned around to investigate. It was not an Oregon trail site but we did learn something about the area.
That accomplished, we continued on our route to Hell’s Canyon. The snake river is dammed several times before Hell’s Canyon. The road is narrow and winding. It yields some very magnificent scenery.
The mountains and cliffs offer an ever changing landscape.
We stop often for a walk to keep the blood circulating. When possible, we combine the stop for a chance to appease Mother Nature.
Here are some shots on the way to Hell’s Canyon.
We had to wait at the entrance of the Hell’s Canyon Dam for over a half hour while work was being done on the dam. We finally made it to the visitors center where we had a picnic lunch after clearing the spiders from the area.
Here are some shots at the visitors center
Leaving Hell’s canyon, we begin our drive to Pendleton, OR our destination for tonight. We passed through a little town named Richmond and spotted an ice-cream/ real estate/ antique store where we stopped for some delicious ice cream. While we waited for the ice cream Denny modeled this hat.
On the way to the interstate, we saw an Oregon Trail interpretative center and stopped to investigate. Here there were Oregon Trail ruts in excellent condition because of so little rain in the area.
We left the Oregon Trail ruts and headed toward Pendleton, OR on schedule for one of the shortest days yet. That is until I noticed that I had about a little less than a quarter tank of gas and there were no more gas stations until we reached Pendleton. The low fuel light came on with 56 miles to go and we continued driving until the fuel gauge needle was pointing directly on “E”. I was at a rest area exit so I took it and called AARP road side services to bring me gas. After no less than 45 minutes on the phone with a guy in India who said his name was Shawn, and I’m pope Francis, me tells me that there are no service providers in the area. However, I can find my own provider and send the bill to AARP roadside services and they will reimburse me, REALLY?
Pendleton, OR was 19 miles away. A nice guy parked next to me said that if I could make it to the top of the hill, he thought I could coast most, if not all the way to an Indian Casino with gas that was 14 miles away. Well that’s what we did and we made it. The guy came by while I was pumping gas into the Acadia when the guy came by to make sure we had made it safely! The Acadia took 21,25 gallons. It has a 22 gallon tank. From now on, we fill up before we hit the quarter tank mark!
Tomorrow we head for Portland.
Babs Says: It is fascinating how mind & body are at odds with each other. Today body won and I had to rest the back.